#jackson and his computer band

[x-heesy]

iNyAfAcE ✅

𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝝝𝗨 𝗖𝝝𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖

𝗜 𝝠𝗠 𝝠 𝗗𝝠𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝝠𝗡𝗗𝗪𝗜𝗖𝗛 🎧💃🏽🕺🏼🪩🚀💥

𝝠 𝗧𝗥𝝠𝗖𝗞 𝝠 𝗗𝝠𝗬 𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝝠 𝗗𝝝𝗖𝗧𝝝𝗥 𝝠𝗪𝝠𝗬

𝗚𝝝𝝝𝗦𝗘𝗕𝗨𝗠𝗣𝗦 / 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝝠𝗧𝗜𝝝𝗡𝝠𝗟 𝗕𝗘𝝠𝗧𝗦 /𝗜𝗡𝗧𝝝𝗠𝗬𝗦𝝝𝗨𝗟 / 𝗘𝝠𝗥𝗚𝝠𝗦𝗠 / 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗭𝗭 𝗜𝗭 𝝠 𝗚𝗜𝗙 𝝠𝗧𝗧𝝠𝗖𝗞 / 𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗗𝗥𝗨𝗚𝗦𝝠𝗡𝗗𝗦𝝝𝗖𝗞𝗦𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗛𝝝𝗟𝗘𝗦 / 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗦𝝠𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗗𝗘𝝠𝗗 / 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗬 𝝠𝗦𝗦 / 𝗚 𝝝 𝗗 𝗜 𝗦 𝝠 𝗗 𝗝 / ΓЯДCҜФFΓHΞDДУ / 𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗗𝝠𝗥𝗞𝝠𝗡𝗗𝗗𝝠𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥𝝝𝗨𝗦 / 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗜𝗧 𝟰 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗡 / 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝝝𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘𝗪𝝝𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗕𝗘𝝠𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗧𝝠𝗞𝗘 / 𝗪𝝝𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗙𝗨𝗟 𝗜 𝗖𝝝𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗖𝗥𝗬 / 𝗪𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗜𝗦 𝝠 𝗖𝝝𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 / 𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗡 𝗧𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗 🎧 / 𝗟𝝝𝗦𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝝝 / 𝗧𝗛𝝠𝗡𝗞𝗦 𝗟𝝝𝗥𝗗 𝟰 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 / 𝗜𝗠𝗙𝗥𝗘𝝠𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝝝𝗨𝗧 / 𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗𝗧𝝝𝗗𝝠𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝝝𝗨𝗧 / 𝗦𝗨𝗕𝗕𝝠𝗦𝗦𝗠𝝠𝗦𝗦𝝠𝗖𝗥𝗘 / 𝗦𝗛𝝠𝗞𝗘𝗪𝗛𝝠𝗧𝗬𝝠𝗠𝝠𝗠𝝠𝗚𝝠𝗩𝗘𝗬𝝠 /𝗗𝗥𝝝𝗣𝗕𝗘𝝠𝗧𝗦𝗡𝝝𝗧𝗕𝝝𝗠𝗕𝗦 / 𝗥𝝝̈𝗛𝗥𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗖𝗛 / 𝗜’𝗠 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝝝

#panicdynamicpandemic #trackoftheday #gifattack #gifmania #moody #edm #electronicmusic #shakewhatyamamagaveya #raaaaven @bigbonzo @boanerges20 #electroshockboogie #dancemfdance #partymusic #lostinmusic #thankslordfortechno

𝗧𝗥𝝠𝗖𝗞 𝝝𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝝠𝗬: Arp #1 by Jackson And His Computer Band v2

[pettybourgeoiz]

✰Bourgeoiz Music Discovery✰

[thewaysoundtravels]

(via REVL9N - WALKING MACHINE (SEBASTIAN REMIX) by Revl9n)

Demented electro along the lines of Jackson & His Computer Band with a bit of Funkstorung thrown in, think choppy beats withh stuttering vocals. Fans of Justice will probably enjoy this too.

For more tracks like this check out this album of SebastiAn remixes - https://sebastian.bandcamp.com/album/a-fine-selection-of-remixes

[apoemaday]

I AM 17. I HAVE A LOT TO SAY.

by Jackson Holbert

My mother was around all the time back then, always walking in and out of rooms carrying stacks of  laptop computers. She spent most of  her daylight hours blowing dust out of circuits, fans, motherboards, daughterboards. Sometimes her little canister would die and she’d have to use her mouth. My father was gone all day every day getting repetitive stress injuries at the newspaper. He was a journalist and everyone hated him, even his friends. Nothing really happened during my entire childhood so he ended up spending most days shooting paper footballs through a miniature goal post he kept in the locked drawer of  his desk. He was rarely kind. And in the few, short instances he was, it still didn’t seem like it. Something about his mouth made everything he did seem either sinister or inept. He was completely inscrutable except for a period in the spring of 2004, when he was just sad. I was young that year and my sister was older. She came home from college for the whole summer of 2005. I was 14. She told me not to worry about other people, not to worry about war, not to worry about a thing. That was the greatest summer of my short life. I had no friends. Oh I had people I talked to at school but once summer hit it was like every school bus had crashed headfirst into a wall except the one that was carrying me and my silver trumpet. I had that tall kind of  joy that you can only feel when your bones still have another few inches left in them. My sister and I would watch three movies a day and never go to the lake. Everybody says it seems like summer never ends until it does. But that’s a lie. I knew so little back then but the one thing I did know was that all my friends were coming back and I would once more join them in the hallways, in the classrooms, once more join them for hours after school in the far part of  the parking lot and would continue to do so until I turned 16 and got a job cutting my fingers on the cheese grater at the Pizza Factory. After that everything was all work work work go home Jeremy get your feet off the sofa  Jeremy work work math homework band-aids and on a good day a little trumpet and on the best days all trumpet. I wanted my life to be about music but in the end it was about getting B’s in subjects such as Spanish. I don’t know, sometimes it feels like those summers really did never end, they went on forever and just got progressively worse. We like to pretend that one day we just walk into our adulthood like a congressman walking into the ocean, but we all know that’s not true. What really happens is we walk into the same building day after day, but every night some crew comes in and replaces something little — a lamp housing, the chair of a conference table — until nothing is the same, until the building is not as we remembered it at all, until the building is stronger, up to code but a lot less fun, and the lighting, the lighting is fluorescent and obscene.

[which-qsmp-egg-would]

Time for the March Summary!

First of, the egg that haunts my dreams,

Richarlyson

For the 3rd month in a row, with 13/62 polls won last month, Richas has been voted most likely to:

Eat a random nut/berry/bug he found outside

Aim for the head during dodgeball

Intentionally cough/sneeze on someone while sick

Pick up something gross and chase his siblings around with it

Play computer games in class instead of doing his school work

Play football indoors and accidentally break a family relic

Play Julius Ceasar in a recreation of the Ides of March

Love a cursed food combination

Hunt down islanders that aren't wearing green on St. Patrick's Day

Pretend to be possessed to scare a sibling/parent

Refuse to wear shoes, even in the woods

Be the Rico (Penguins of Madagascar) of the island

Be covered in band-aids all the time

I do not know how he managed to win this many without me noticing. I think he's stealing trophies from me when I'm not looking.

Dapper

Wait, what? Even I wasn't expecting our favorite literal-demon child to win 2nd! With 11/62 polls won, Dapper has been voted most likely to:

Read Wikipedia articles for fun

Berate adults for coughing into their hand

Be a "Home Alone" protagonist

Love "Doctor Who"

Read Homestuck

Make a recreation of the Ides of March

Actually catch a leprechaun on Saint Patrick's Day

NOT have to sing the alphabet song to remember what order the letters are in

Love the Sherlock Holmes books

Know everything about demon folklore and scare everyone with their knowledge of it

Be determined to find every single easter egg at the island-wide easter egg hunt

She's a nerd, what else is there to say?

Chayanne & Pepito

Tied for 3rd, with 6/62 polls won each! Chayanne has been voted most likely to:

Love Hockey

Hyperfixate on the Percy Jackson series

Be a try-hard in P.E. class

Start a game of King Of The Hill everytime the school replaces the woodchips at recess

Fight with a teacher over a test grade

Sleep through fasting all day

Only look for the difficult to find eggs so their younger siblings can have fun at the Easter egg hunt

And Pepito has been voted most likely to:

Lose every round of Hide N' Seek because Pepito can't stop giggling

Believe in the Tooth Fairy

Chase Pepito's own tail

Still not know how to swim

Actually break a leg during a school play on accident

Eat paper because Pepito thinks it tastes good

One of the oldest eggs tying with one of the youngest. It's perfect.

Sunny

With 5/62 polls won, I'm sure Sunny is a little miffed that she's ended up in 4th. But it's okay, you all are sure to put her in 1st place one of these months. Sunny has been voted most likely to:

Secretly paint their closet an obnoxious color

Have a fashion show using her parents' clothes

Sleep with all of their stuffed animals so they don't get lonely

Treat the masjid shoe racks as their own personal shoe store

Have an imaginary friend

Tallulah, Ramón, & Pomme

Tying for 5th, with 4/62 polls won each, I'm very happy to see Pomme winning her first ever polls! And a total of 4 of them, no less! Tallulah has been voted most likely to:

Try and dye her own hair (making a huge mess)

Fit the main character role in "Coraline"

Perform Tarot card readings

Catch bees to pet them

Ramón has been voted most likely to:

Be obsessed with cowboys and the Wild West

Race to recalibrate the SmartBoard at school

Set up an elaborate rube goldberg machine to suprise a parent for their birthday

Have a space hyperfixation and want to be an astronaut

And Pomme has been voted most likely to:

Be a monster at PaintBall

Hyperfixate on Splatoon

Be very meticulous while coloring in a coloring book

Write a book

I think there's a pattern with that last one.

Leonarda

With 3/62 polls won, Leonarda has been voted most likely to:

Be obsessed with Power Rangers

Be into ice skating

Read every single Warrior cats books

I don't have anything funny to say here, It's hard to pay attention while listening to Ze Frank talk about coral kkkkkkkk

Empanada

With 2/62 polls won, Empanada has been voted most likely to:

Spend recess burying herself in woodchips and sleeping

Have Batik as a hobby

Oh hey, it's the first time Empanada's gone a full month without winning a poll about sweets!

Chunsik

Finally, our youngest has won a poll! With 1/62 polls won, Chunsik has been voted most likely to:

Be exempt from a Federation experiment because he politely declines it

What a polite kid!

...

...

That's it, right? That's all the eggs. All 11 eggs, all 62 polls for the month of March

...

Why does my clipboard say I'm missing two polls.....

...

Oh! Yes!

Juanaflippa & Bobby

In an absolutely unprecedented event, Juanaflippa AND Bobby have become our first ever dead eggs to win a canonical poll, with 1/62 win each! Juanaflippa has been voted most likely to:

Have a million allergies during the spring

And Bobby has been voted most likely to:

Get BANNED from playing Bulldog

It's still insane to me that you all managed to get these two a win. Bobby was going up against RICHARLYSON for void's sake. You all were fighting against the current on that one.

See you all soon!

[satansapostle6]

The Crush | Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson is a cool, simple guy who is also the famous son of Poseidon who helped save the world. But, talking to the pretty girl in his English class still seems impossible.

Warnings: Mature themes/language. Violence. Sexual content.

Chapter One: Pussy Jackson

Percy sat behind Chloé in English. She was tall and intimidating, and he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to work up the courage to talk to her. Sure, he wasn’t in high school anymore, but he still felt nervous around her like he was sixteen years old again. Chloé Jardine was, after all, the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

He knew Chloé was a Roman demigod, a daughter of Nox, the Roman equivalent of Nyx, the goddess of darkness and the night. She was a fairly typical child of Nox, a sort of minimalistic goth.

She had long, pitch black hair, with tiny micro bangs partially covering her forehead. She was also noticeably pale, as if she only ever went out at nighttime. Most people thought she looked scary, but Percy thought she looked magical.

Chloé had a decent amount of tattoos, including a pretty sizable spider web on her neck. She had a lot of piercings, including an eyebrow piercing and a vertical labret on her lip. She didn’t really wear makeup, but she was very obviously a goth. She was smart, and she didn’t talk a lot at all, which drove Percy insane. He made it his mission in life to know as much about her as possible.

Every time he saw her wearing a band T-shirt of some kind to school, he’d make a note of the band name and look it up later if he wasn’t familiar, and listen to all of the songs he could find.

So far, he’d listened to Type O Negative, Bauhaus, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Sisters of Mercy, Kittie, and Rob Zombie, only affirming his opinion that she was the coolest person on earth. His best friend, Grover, thought the behavior was just a little bit obsessive, but didn’t really think it was that bad.

That day in his college English course, he was sitting in his seat, listening to Soundgarden during the lecture on his laptop with the tab open, secretly hoping Chloé would have some some reason to walk back and look at his computer screen. Soundgarden wasn’t goth, of course, but Percy had seen her wear one of their shirts.

“Hey! Pussy Jackson!”

Percy frowned to see Clarisse La Rue sitting in a seat a couple rows behind him.

“Move your fat fucking head, I can’t see!”

“‘I’m doing fine, thank you, Clarisse’,” he mocked her under his breath. “‘How was your weekend’?”

Percy was startled to look up to see Chloé turned around in front of him.

“Will you two shut the fuck up?!” she whispered, staring at them in disbelief.

Percy’s face must have been beet red as he tried his hardest not to explode. He was dying of embarrassment as he tried to come up with some sort of answer.

“Uh, yeah! Sorry!” he apologized in a whisper.

Chloé just turned back around, shaking her head as she continued taking messy notes on the assignment due dates. Percy leaned forward slightly, looking curiously at her notebook. He found her handwriting interesting; it was kind of small with a lot sharp edges, written in haste without being too messy, almost like a doctor’s handwriting.

Percy knew he must’ve been lost in his horny ADHD world, because before he knew it, the instructor had just finished announcing the next project, a group project worth 20% of his grade.

“Alright, the groups are posted up here, so you can all come and take a look. You’ll have the rest of this class to figure out a presentation topic and get started,” the professor, a woman in her forties, announced as she retreated to her desk.

Alarmed by the words ‘groups’ and ‘presentation’, Percy anxiously made his way down to the whiteboard with everyone else, terrified to receive his group assignment. He prayed silently that he’d get at least one smart kid in his group, and zero Clarisse’s. As he slowly scanned the list of names up and down, his face went pale as he found his other two group mates. Clarisse La Rue and Chloé Jardine.

Percy wanted to kill himself immediately. Not only did he have to work with Clarisse, but he also had to figure out how to work with Chloé, who had just told him to shut the fuck up not two seconds ago, the first words she had ever spoken to him. He glanced back at Clarisse, who was standing beside Chloé. Neither of them looked very happy about the group assignment.

Percy glanced over at the peofessor’s desk, contemplating whether he should try and get a different group. He decided against it, figuring he’d had enough embarrassment for one day. Signing as he realized he’d have to face Chloé eventually, he walked over to where the girls were standing, ready to face the music. He’d fought monsters and faced imminent doom before, and somehow this felt exactly the same.

“I’m not doing all of the work,” Chloé crossed her arms.

“What makes you think you’d be doing all the work?!” Clarisse asked defensively.

“Because I’m in a group with you!”

“Hey…” Percy waved awkwardly, trying to break the ice, which seemed to also somehow be scalding hot.

“Oh, yeah. You’re in this group too,” Clarisse rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, unfortunately,” Percy retaliated childishly.

“Okay. We need to come up with a topic,” Chloé reminded them. “Which one should our presentation be about?”

“What are the options?” Percy asked, watching as she just let out a long sigh.

The next hour of class went by as slowly as possible. By the end of it, Clarisse had stormed out of the classroom, and Percy and Chloé were left sitting together exhaustedly. Chloé sighed as she got up, heading out of the building as Percy followed her.

“Sorry about Clarisse,” he offered sympathetically. “She drives everyone who has to deal with her insane.”

“Yeah, I’m starting to get that,” Chloé nodded.

*****

Percy felt odd, and completely out of place the entire time he sat in class discussing the project with Chloé. Every time she spoke to him, he felt more stupid. He knew nothing about what he wanted to do for the project, and he was even less prepared to answer these questions when asked by Chloé Jardine. And of course, Clarisse also being a part of the group didn’t help.

But Percy figured it was almost worth it, getting to work on the project with Chloé, with her cool hair, tattoos and piercings, and blue eyes, the same icy blue eyes that mesmerized him when he spoke to her. Percy had to clear his throat and check his breath twice before smiling at her as she turned, just having ordered a coffee from the kiosk nearby.

“Hey,” Percy wheezed, realizing how eager he sounded stalk to her, cursing himself silently.

“Hi,” Chloé said with slight surprise, sipping the warm coffee.

She looked at him expectantly, wondering what it was he could’ve possibly had to say to her. Chloé had already done a brief mental scan of Percy; she knew that he was the Greek son of Poseidon, by his shaggy black hair and sea green eyes.

She knew from the perpetual dopey expression on his face that he was attracted to her in some way. She’d seen the way he looked at her and assumed that it was mostly more sexual than emotional, based on the way his eyes lingered on her skin and the way he was constantly averting his eyes from her chest.

“See you,” Chloé smiled, politely excusing herself as she walked away.

“Fuck,” Percy muttered under his breath as he watched her walk away.

He sighed in defeat as he watched Chloé walk away from him, thinking of a hundred things in that moment he wished he’d said to her.

“It’ll never happen, you know.”

Percy whipped around quickly, alarmed as he turned around in the direction of the voice he’d heard. Naturally, the disapproving voice had belonged to Annabeth, his sharp-witted child of Athena ex-girlfriend.

“What?” Percy questioned defensively.

“You and Chloé,” she responded promptly.

Percy crossed his arms. “What makes you think—”

“That you’re infatuated with her?” she asked him. “I know you, Jackson.”

“I’m not infatuated with Chloé,” Percy rolled his eyes at her.

“Well. Infatuated or not, her ex-boyfriend is Sean Morley. The son of Apollo?” Annabeth Chase smirked. “With the blond hair, and the shoulders?”

“Why are you so invested?” he ignored her, questioning her skeptically.

Annabeth smiled, patting his shoulder sympathetically. “Because. It’s fun watching you refuse to learn,” she said as her demeanor softened.

Annabeth walked off and disappeared, leaving Percy to do a lot of thinking.

-

Chapter Two

[elexaria]

hear me out: corporate! sebastian krueger. lounging around in his office, feet propped up on his desk as he loudly talks to the other corporate guys loudly on speakerphone. “ja, and i was telling jackson the other day about this.. ah… pretty lil’ thing that walked by my office the other day. ten outta ten, nice ass.” he chuckles, throwing a rubber band ball in the air with a shit eating grin, the other guys on the call guffawing and being gross asf.

you always catch him staring at you, it really gets on your nerves because hes SUCH a dog in the office. constantly sitting on the edge of every woman’s desk, man spreading as he flirts up a storm. and it’s no different when he does it to you, holding a sheet of paper up to your computer screen to block you from doing your work.

“look at you, ah? my little Lieschen Fleißig over here. the office zahlenjongleur, always working hard.” he purrs, a devilish glint in his eye as he watches the way you scrunch up your face at his comments. [‘busy lizzie”, a hard worker] [‘number juggler’, someone who works in finances LOL]

“can i help you, mr krueger?” you ask, leaning back against your chair, arms crossed. he chuckles, shaking his head. “nah, just wanted to check in, see how you’re adjusting to the role.” he hums in response, his hands dancing around your desk curiously, inspecting every loose paper clip and pen with a smirk. “you know where to find me if you have any problems, yes?” sebastian hums as he leans close, reaching out to gently pluck a piece of shredded paper from your chest. he holds it up to you, chuckling before placing it into your hand.

god, he’s such a slimey piece of shit, but you’d be lying if you said you totally wouldnt fuck him.

[the-boney-rolls]

The Great Covid Beatles Binge, Day 2: Give My Regards to Broad Street

Hoo boy, here we go!

OK so we open with a stern/bored looking Paul stuck in traffic in the rain and it looks like he's spacing out... hey, Paul, are you starting to daydream? Paul? Is this whole movie about to be a dream, Paul? Oh god

This silly little car! The computer, the carpet, the pool ball gear shift. It's giving the 80's car version of the Beatles house in Help! It's also giving hyper-masculine in a way that is, I'm sorry, not convincing.

This plot is already deeply inscrutable. Something about some missing tapes, a reformed criminal that Paul knows somehow and trusts for some reason, and some ominous business men. Something bad will happen at midnight if the tapes aren't found. OK!

Ringo looks so cool and hot! That vest over that sick as hell dragon shirt. Yes. This scene is genuinely funny, too -- Ringo spends the entirety of "Here, There and Everywhere" and "Yesterday" searching through his mountains of drum equipment looking for brushes, only to find them too late. Apparently, the reason for this scene is that Ringo just didn't want to re-record old Beatles songs!

And now we have Paul, Ringo, George Martin and Geoff Emerick all together in a scene! Makes me think about how George Harrison apparently was a little miffed Paul didn't just call him to ask for filmmaking advice since it was something he had experience with. What could have been!

“Wanderlust” is such a great song, actually, damn.

“I’m not a bad boy, really. I’m just — er, manipulated” John??

Now this is more like it! Surprise Linda in drag, hell yes!

I don't know why this scene is happening? It's a rehearsal for... something? But I'll take it. I love "Ballroom Dancing" and I love vaudeville Paul.

I'm starting to feel like Paul's grandpa in AHDN, "so far, I've been in a train and a room, and a car and a room, and a room and a room." Did Paul's experience on that set define what a movie is to him? "Ah yes, a movie must include lots of transportation from one location to another and then some musical scenes." But dear, it worked because there were jokes! And all four of you to play off each other.

I.......... what

This is Silly Love Songs, of all things!

Again, I don't know why this scene is happening in the context of the movie. Is it another rehearsal for something? A music video? Television special? Who knows, Yoko! But OK here we go, I sure am having fun! Linda is extremely into it. That slap bass kills. There's a Michael Jackson impersonator for some reason? Sure! It makes no sense but I love this man and his bizarre beautiful mind.

So now we're doing band rehearsal in some kind of barn? Or abandoned warehouse? Or something? All of the plot of this movie seems to happen in dialog in cars en route to some ambiguous musical engagement.

“Do you think we can get some heat in here or are we practicing to be Canadians?” God bless you, Ringo.

“Should we try Not Such a Bad Boy” “Do we have to?” “Yeah” Bossy Paul bosses around a Beatle, we love to see it.

Is this song about him or John? 

The French horn player coming in late to record "For No One," inexplicably in a bright red motorcycle helmet, so late that he’s preparing up until right before the solo starts. Reminds me of that story of Ringo recording Hey Jude. But it also feels very symbolic of something. There are so many odd inscrutable details in this movie, it could almost be Lynchian in someone else's hands.

“We’re running, and running out of time too” It feels meaningful but I don't know how.

Hello Mr. Darcy! Wow, can I have an entire movie that’s just this Victorian dream sequence? Can we go back in time and do a Beatles movie period piece, please??

The strings in this which are inspired by but are not quite "Eleanor Rigby" are lovely. Apparently this whole sequence is called "Eleanor's Dream," which implies that Paul is Eleanor. Make of that what you will, I suppose.

I like that Linda is a pants-wearing photographer in this period scene. Linda's gotta Linda.

This strikes me as very Evil Beatles. Again, make of that what you will.

Barbara and Linda are acting the HELL out of this going over the waterfall scene damn.

I don't know, I could screen grab this entire segment, it's amazing, it's insane.

But I can't gloss over Paul being horny for Ghost Horse Girl Linda. Incredible.

"That’s it you’re finished. What are you gonna do now?" Well ok at least this one is pretty obviously a reference to the critical reception of his career after the Beatles and again after John.

"Uncle Jim" Ok so I guess this is supposed to be his dad, but what is the point of this scene? And why the monkey? The further I get into this film the more I feel like I am looking deep into this man's psyche but through the murkiest of windows. I'm here for the weird dream symbolism, Paul, but if you're gonna go that route, again go full Lynch and get even weirder.

Just the straight up original recording of "Band on the Run" feels out of place with all these re-records. I wonder why that choice.

His car license plate is "PM 1" That's right, baby, you're number 1.

Another little cute but inconsequential day dream (presumably within the dream that is this entire movie). He looks like Roy Orbison here.

Oh ok Harry was just locked in a cupboard this whole time. So the whole "plot" was pointless. Cool cool cool.

Paul and Harry being giddy and laughing together is cute though, and it makes me wish that that relationship was fleshed out more. Who are they to each other, exactly??

Yup it was all a dream. Love it, love that for us. Thanks, Paul.

OK so this was definitely barely a movie. There could have been something here, but I'll go back to what I said above -- I wish he'd gone weirder with the whole thing! And I wish Paul himself had been weirder. The character Paul is kind of a dud, just plodding along from place to place and only coming alive when he performs. It's like that Hawaiian shirt is supposed to be a stand in for characterization. But worth it for the music video scenes and for getting a tiny glimpse into Paul's psyche.

[hit-song-showdown]

Year-End Poll #36: 1985

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1985 showcases many significant moments in pop music history. For one, this was the year of Live Aid and We Are the World -- two high profile instances of the charity single and the benefit concert. Today's poll also features one of the first uses of computer-animated human characters with Dire Straits' Money for Nothing. The team behind the video, Gavin Blair and Ian Pearson, continued working in the field of computer animation. Under their new company, Mainframe Entertainment, they also created the animated TV series, Reboot. With their extremely prolific work in computer animation, there have been some accounts that they're not thrilled being reduced to just "the Money or Nothing guys". They reference the music video in an episode of Reboot.

But one of the biggest things to mention here in my opinion is the presence of Madonna. While her first singles were released earlier in the decade, 1984 and 1985 is really when we see her moment take off. In 1984, Madonna performed Like a Virgin at the MTV VMAs and the number culminated in her rolling around on stage in a wedding dress. The performance was controversial and there were those who saw it was career suicide, but the backlash wasn't enough to stop her upward momentum. If anything, the backlash made her more of an icon in the public eye. Like Michael Jackson and Prince, the decade doesn't make sense without considering her influence, both in music and in aesthetic.

Speaking of Prince, his presence on the charts is once again featured on this poll with the inclusion of Chaka Khan's I Feel for You. The song was originally performed by Prince in 1979 and he returns to provide vocals and instrumentation to Chaka Khan's cover. However, I'm bringing it up to draw attention to the music video. As I mentioned in my way-too-long 1973 ramble, hip-hop and rap have already been in existence for a while (by this poll, the subculture has been around for over a decade) and has found some significant success. I've resisted the urge to ramble about The Message and Rapper's Delight, since those songs didn't get as much Billboard pop success and I try (oh god do I try) to keep these posts focused. However, the 1980's is when we start to see more mainstream audiences forming for the genre. It will be a while until we see rap itself find its place on these polls, but by this point, the movement was recognizable enough to the general public.

And, of course, there is another notable music moment that happened this year. I am of course talking about the release of post-punk band Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds' second studio album, The Firstborn is Dead.

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Michael Whelan Cover Art, The Cosmic Computer

Michael Whelan (born June 29, 1950) is an American artist of imaginative realism. For more than 30 years, he worked as an illustrator, specializing in science fiction and fantasy cover art. Since the mid-1990s, he has pursued a fine art career, selling non-commissioned paintings through galleries in the United States and through his website.

The Science Fiction Hall of Fame inducted Whelan in June 2009, the first living artist so honored. According to his Hall of Fame citation.

Michael Whelan is one of the most important contemporary science fiction and fantasy artists, and certainly the most popular. His work was a dominant force in the transition of genre book covers away from the surrealism introduced in the 1950s and 1960s back to realism.

His paintings have appeared on the covers of more than 350 books and magazines, including many Stephen King novels, most of the Del Rey editions of Anne McCaffrey's Dragonriders of Pern series, Piers Anthony's Incarnations of Immortality series, the Del Rey edition of Edgar Rice Burroughs' Mars series, Melanie Rawn's Dragon Prince and Dragon Star series, the Del Rey editions of H. P. Lovecraft's short story collections, the Grand Master edition of Ray Bradbury's fix-up novel The Martian Chronicles, DAW editions of Michael Moorcock's Elric of Melniboné books, numerous DAW editions of C. J. Cherryh's work, many of Robert A. Heinlein's novels including Friday and The Cat Who Walks Through Walls, the Ace editions of H. Beam Piper's Fuzzy novels, and Tad Williams's Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn, Otherland, and Shadowmarch series and Brandon Sanderson's The Stormlight Archive. Whelan provided covers and interior illustrations for Stephen King's The Gunslinger and The Dark Tower, the first and last of his Dark Tower books.

Cover art by Michael Whelan has graced many music record albums including Demolition Hammer's Epidemic of Violence, The Jacksons' Victory; Sepultura's Beneath the Remains, Arise, Chaos A.D. and Roots; Soulfly's Dark Ages; Obituary's Cause of Death; and every album by the Elric-influenced metal band Cirith Ungol. He painted original works for the covers of Meat Loaf's Bat Out of Hell II: Back into Hell and The Very Best of Meat Loaf albums and several of his older paintings illustrate the liner notes of the former. In 2009, he painted the cover art for thrash metal band Evile's album Infected Nations.

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Tuesday Typings

I came back from the North American Science Fiction Convention with so many books. Notes on costume stuff, one giant costume todo list, and recent reads/watches as well.

Books acquired recently

The Archive Undying, Emma Mieko Candon, 2023, bought

This is How You Lose the Time War, Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone, 2020, bought — finished and enjoyed

The Sng of Achilles, Madeline Miller, 2012, bought

Translation State,, Ann Leckie, 2023, bought

Francis: The People's Pope, Ted Rall, allegedly autographed, 2018, bought

The Stars Like Dust, Isaac Asimov, 1996 paperback printing, gifted

The Courier, Gerald Brandt, 2016, free pile

Alliance Rising, C. J. Cherryh and Jane S. Fancher, 2019, free pile

Foundryside, Robert Jackson Bennett, 2019 Broadway promo printing, free pile

Mica, fille de Transyl, Michèle Laframboise, 2012, free pile — I do not read the French; this is going on a gift pile for a Francophone friend

To Climb a Flat Mountain, G. David Nordley, 2009?, bought after the author gave me an answer to a worldbuilding problem

Burning Days, Glenn Grant, 2011, free

This Virtual Night, C.S. Friedman, 2021, free

To Each This World, Julie Czerneda, 2022, free and signed

The Complete Smoke Trilogy, Tanya Huff, 2019, free

She Who Became The Sun, Shelley Parker-Chan, 2021, free

All of the free books are from Pemmi-Con; half are from DAW Publishers who were really, really generous.

Recent Reading and Watching

This is How You Lose the Time War surprised me with the identity of the Seeker; mid-book I thought there might be another operative tailing them, or a Purple child, or a third side to this war. That last prediction was quite close!

Mobile Suit Gundam Unicorn - Bande Dessinee Episode: 0 wasn't particularly thrilling, but I value it because it fills out the characters of Full Frontal and Angelo Sauper, and how the Zeonist public sees things before the initiation of the Third Neo Zeon War, aka The Laplace Incident.

Star Wars: The Clone Wars has been good through season 7; I ned to track down season 8 to see if they later appearance of Ashoka in Star Wars Rebels makes any sense.

Legend of Galactic Heroes: I have finally finished this. RIP to a legend, but we all knew that the death flag for the last person to die was waved at the end of the third season. Rubinsky's end was also fitting: reflecting of how he was no longer part of the plot, he was also no longer part of politics. His last gasp felt irrelevant, and really was.

Pacific Rim: The Black is a 3dcg film that's reminiscent of RWBY and Dragon Prince in style, but with the same Ramin Djiwadi soundtrack, and some neat twists that really delve into the fridge horror of the setting. But this is a kids' show, so there's little blood, the decapitations happen out of frame, and the heads don't roll too far. Episode 7 has a nice "it's dangerous to go alone; take this" moment.

Computing

A 2.1A powerbank is not enough to stably power a Pi 1 B+ with a 4.0" square Hyperpixel Touch display and a wireless keyboard. Big Sad. Next question is if a PiSugar 3 battery controller will work with a Pi 1 B+ or if I should splurge $75 on a Pi 4 for this device.

I'd like to have a mobile compute terminal that's smaller than a 13" laptop, but still has USB ports. Scrollwheel and a button to toggle the OSK would also be nice.

Primary nonwork laptop's keyboard continues to degrade; It's becoming a desk item. Its degradation is the primary driver of the new palmtop development.

Actually, wait, I have a spare CM4 from a StereoPi 2 device. I could use that, with a compatible breakout board maybe. Or I could test the Hyperpixel screen on the Stereopi board directly. Then I'd have a 4" touchscreen mated to a … 5" wide board? Well, it'll at least let me test some things, like whether the CM4 works for this use case. Bonus dual cameras is a questionable bonus.

Crafting

KInda burnt out on crafting, tbh. Last two weeks were full of crunch before Pemmi-Con/NASFiC, which netted me a "Judge's Choice in Novice Class" award and "Best Use of Modern Tech" in the Masquerade competition.

Next up, over @glowingskull, I plan to post rundowns of the stuff I made, and maybe some shapefiles, but there's a lot of work left in this costume and I plan to redo large parts of the headgear.

Because, let's be honest, the post-con todo list for that costume is basically:

Better photographs?

Write up the project

Print off a holder for these parts, because I'm retiring them to mount on the wall

Redesign snout, again, to remove grilles and double-thicken all the parts

Resculpt temples and ears of skull

Put a visor in the eye holes

Eye-lights in visor?

Enclose head: back of skull, ventilation, neck sock

Redo the flame staff's camera monopod mount attachment point for durability (may require welding?)

Sculpt a model for the chestpiece, so it's plastic instead of foam

Sculpt a model for arm bracers

And then on top of that I also want to:

Document the Servicer outfit

Sew on a Masonic patch for the Servicer outfit

Build some DIY NVGs for use in costume projects like this one

Write up the Baba Yaga's Hut costume which won Best In Show

I think my next costume goal, after the revised Turaga Vakama, will be an Earth Federation Space Forces officer uniform, so I can give the planned "WTF is Zeon" lectures in character.

The next head goal will be a Deinonychus head with articulated jaw, which requires advancements in augmented reality. Need to get the StereoPi working, or ditch/sell it and switch to paired NVG monocles.

Music

I think it's time for Pacific Rim soundtracks. Pacific Rim: The Black sounds somewhere between the Pacific Rim movies' soundtracks and the tense violin work from the 2009 Sherlock Holmes movie with RDJ and Jude Law, soundtrack by Hans Zimmer. Not particularly Australian, unfortunately.

Lego Stuff

Gotta merge the two submarine kits, and build the Emperor's Throne Room that I won at pinball at Pemmi-Con.

[moriavamp]

Cobalt Eclipse ask for ye: do any of your OCs play video games? And if so what’re their favorites?

There's a lot of them who do so. Country people would probably die of shock at the sight of a computer, let alone a video game. Mana does play, he usually sticks to FPS games or things in that genre, and he plays games like Mario Party with his little sister Vera. He refuses to play any game with his wife because she will destroy him. Feo and Reva watch him play but don't usually play themselves. Mana can and will rage-quit anything and he's probably broken so many controllers I PROMISE HE'S WORKING ON IT. Python and Jackson both play RPGs or MMOs. Aura and Cass would play horror games together while Sadie stews in their own misery. Ophelia and her band like rhythm games, but Ophelia plays calming, quiet games with her wife on occasion. Mervyn likes games like Animal Crossing and Unpacking. Blanc plays shitty quality 2007 flash dress-up games. He really likes Gacha Life too. Liam plays the Sims and if he leaves for two minutes Lucetta will kill every single sim and then apologize when he breaks down. Fizz plays Minecraft. They can only build and Vera will fight for them.

Alyona and Kira play Overwatch together and Kira's actually shockingly good at it. (She's a healer.)

Ezra would only play those weird math games that are "make all the combinations of yada yada". Stef plays cozy games. Riley plays Stardew. March plays Undertale.

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[ January 14, 2023 ]

Alexia helped her mother to put as many things as they could in the suitcases, wrapping a few valuables that belonged to Alexia's maternal grandparents in a single suitcase and so the two managed to vacate the simple apartment and were also able to sell it in time the furniture, cutlery, Alexia's books etc for some of her mother's acquaintances.

Even though in the nick of time, Alexia and her mother succeeded in their mission, all that was left was to go to the airport and catch a plane to Cluj-Napoca, where her father would be waiting for them. Alexia managed to store all her clothes and shoes in the large suitcase while in the backpack she stored her computer and personal things, as well as three books that she was very fond of. Of course, she was also carrying the Percy Jackson book.

So mother and daughter took the taxi to the airport, Alexia the whole time looked at the window, exchanged a few words with her mother and as soon as she got tired of looking at the window she took her cell phone out of her bag and her headphones. She puts on Spotify the song 'Dust and Gold' by the band Arrows to Athens, a song she had recently become addicted to.

After a long time, the two finally arrived at the airport. As soon as they took the bags from the taxi, the two went to the check-in counter, managed to get the tickets and dispatch the bags, passed through the x-ray and finally they were going towards the boarding gate. As soon as they got close to the boarding gate, they took the seats next to each other. It was around 11 am and the two were hungry, so Ekaterini decided to go to the cafeteria to get something for them to eat, asking Alexia to take care of the hand luggage.

Alexia took Percy Jackson's book out of her backpack and went back to where she had left off. As she was reading, out of the corner of her eye she saw a female silhouette standing in front of her. Thinking it was her mother, Alexia looked up but to her surprise it was the same woman she had been talking to in the park a while ago.

“Hello, Alexia, we met again.” The woman said as she held a small suitcase. The woman was quite tall, even by Alexia's standards which she was 1.52 cm, she had olive skin, light eyes and very straight black hair. And she wore a formal outfit, a beige shirt with a high collar, a blazer and black pants.

“Hi, how do you still remember me?” Alexia asks and the woman just shrugs and gives a small smile.

“Our meeting was… memorable, to be honest.” The woman answered, but there was something about her that Alexia knew was wrong. Alexia has never told anyone, apart from her parents, that she can read auras. And this woman, since the first time they met, didn't possess a human aura. Alexia thought that no way at the first time, but now that they are talking again she was 100% sure that this woman was far from being a human being. 

"What are you? And don't even think about saying you're human." Alexia asked after gathering enough courage, immediately the woman stared at Alexia with surprise but soon her shocked face changed to a devilish smile. Then the woman grabs Alexia's chin and just says.

"You are smarter than the rest. Find out for yourself.” Then the woman leaves with the same smile, that was enough to make Alexia very apprehensive. There was really something wrong with that woman and there was nothing good in her aura. And at the same moment that the woman disappeared from sight, Ekaterini returns with a bag of croissants and a bottle of water.The mother immediately senses something wrong with her daughter by her expression of disbelief.

“Did something happen, Sandra? Why are you making that face?” Ekaterini asked worriedly, Alexia stares at her as the woman sits down beside her daughter.

“Mom, do you remember when I was a kid I could spot bad people?” The girl asks and after a few seconds of thinking, Ekaterini nods but still doesn't understand what she's saying. “Just now, a woman approached me and I had seen her before in the park near our house. And when I met her, she exuded a strange aura that I didn't understand, but now in this reunion I'm sure she's not a human being.”

Ekaterini chewed on her croissant as she fixed her daughter with a look that Alexia herself could not decipher. As soon as she swallowed what was in her mouth, her mother said a little worried.

“Honey, are you sure about this? Isn't it just your impression?” Ekaterini knew very well that Alexia wasn’t into lying, however that made the woman very apprehensive and worried. Alexia instantly regretted having mentioned this, but she chose not to go into more detail about this story of gods and decided to eat the croissants her mother had brought and also drink some water.

The subject quickly died down and was dropped for several minutes until their flight was announced and they went to join the boarding line. After a long wait, mother and daughter finally board the plane. Alexia sits in the seat next to the window, from which she could clearly see the runway and also see the cloudy weather.

Alexia leaned her head against the inner wall of the plane, just waiting for them to fly away and she could see Athens from above. The girl wondered how the God Helios felt seeing the polis while he pulled his solar chariot, but she had no doubt that it would indeed be a very beautiful and breathtaking sight.

After all the passengers boarded and the stewardesses gave the boarding instructions, the plane finally started to move and it didn't take long for it to start the flight. Alexia followed everything from the window until finally they reached the air and the girl watched Athens shrink in size as the plane reached higher altitude.

After a few minutes all Alexia could see was just the dense clouds which started to block her view of the cities, for some reason Alexia started to feel sleepy and before she could even speak to her mother, the girl felt her eyes widen. closing after much resistance she surrendered to sleep.

→→→✦←←←

Alexia's eyes slowly opened and she found herself in a familiar place, it was the same temple she had dreamed of the other time. It hadn't changed a bit, the only difference being that in front of her was a giant owl, almost the size of an adult, sitting on the marble throne.

“Miss Romanescu. I have to say it's a great honor to be able to meet you.” The owl said and Alexia stared at the bird in shock. The girl had never dreamed of talking to animals and this is the first time she is lucidly dreaming that a giant owl is talking to her.

"Who are you?" Alexia asks and the owl stares at her with its huge black eyes. It was surprised by the fact that someone asked for its name.

“My name matters little, little mortal. I'm just here to give you a warning.” The owl responds by avoiding Alexia's question, but immediately the girl is curious about what the owl would warn her about.

“And what is it about?” The girl asks curiously.

The owl leans forward to face the girl closely, then responds.

“As you are so wise, there is more to you than just being a mere mortal, little one.”

Alexia got lost in the owl's words, she had no idea what this talkative being was trying to tell her.

“I'm sorry, but can you be more straightforward? I kind of don't understand what's going on." The Greek asked and the being maintained its majesty while she answered.

“Your eyes see a lot, but there are things you still cannot understand. It doesn't matter - the first piece of the puzzle fell into place. Soon, you will understand your fate.” The girl instantly regrets having asked because the more she tried to decipher what the owl was saying, she was more and more lost just like Percy Jackson when finding out about the Greek gods.

“Am I part of a prophecy or something? Like, those prophecies the gods make for a reason.” That might not be the answer, but it was good to at least try.

“Use your eyes, little mortal. They can see more than you let them to. You shall know me...when you are set in your place.”

This dream is getting too weird, she had the impression that she was Alice and that giant owl was the Cheshire Cat because instead of getting answers, she just got new questions.

“And why am I even talking to you?” It wasn't quite a question but Alexia couldn't deny that she felt extremely stressed about this dream and wanted to wake up at any moment, but her curiosity prevented her from trying.

"You met my mistress - a few times actually - and she wanted me to...inform you about the coming change." The owl said firmly, ignoring the girl's rhetorical question, and the answer caught the teenager's attention a lot.

"What do you mean change? And your mistress... wait... Athena...?” The penny had finally fallen on Alexia, if she goes by the logic of Greek mythology, the only deity that has owls as her symbol and is also the one who is attracted to wisdom and knowledge, there was no mistaking that it was the Goddess Athena during that time. So that means.

..

"There it is - The Spark of Wisdom within you." The owl says in a tone in which it sounded that she was proud that Alexia had finally understood the situation she was in.

“Wait… so that woman I met in the park and who was just at the airport, was she Athena all this time??!!” Alexia was in an absurd state of bewilderment. It was surreal that the strange things that had happened to her were because she had met the Goddess Athena in person!

“Yes, Little Owlet. The Goddess Athena has seen a glow for you and you must take her place at her side.” Once again the teenager stared at the owl with a look of shock and doubt, why would Athena want her, a mere mortal, to stay by her side? There was no logic in what the owl told her.

"What do you mean by that? Why does she want me?” The simple fact that the Goddess of Wisdom herself wanted her by her side was unknown in Alexia's mind. Instead of answering, the owl just says, in a calm tone:

“That's up for you to find out - Little Owlet. Now, it's time for you to wake up."

“No, WAIT━” Before Alexia could ask one more question, her world began to darken and the owl was out of sight. Then Alexia would hear someone call her name several times and she knew she needed to wake up right away.

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“Alexandra, wake up.” Ekaterini nudged her harder, this time causing Alexia to wake up at once. The Greek girl rubbed her eyes and glared at her mother, who immediately said: “We're about to land, honey. You fell asleep the whole trip, did you have a good sleep?”

Alexia immediately considered whether she should tell her mother about her eccentric lucid dream, but chose not to say anything and pretend she didn't remember.

“I don't remember exactly, but it was okay, I think.” Alexia answered and Ekaterini didn't ask any more questions. The girl looked out the window and saw that the plane was already flying over Cluj-Napoca and that, unlike Athens, the day was sunny and radiant and it was almost 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

It didn't take long for the plane to finally land on the runway and after almost an eternity, Alexia and her mother got off the plane, picked up their luggage and went smoothly through customs. As soon as they cleared customs and arrived at the airport lobby, they could immediately spot Darius, who was holding a white sign reading “Welcome, Ekaterini and Alexandra” in Greek and with the Romanian and Greek flags drawn on it and with several hearts on it. From Alexia's perspective, there was no man who loved his family as much as her father.

“How far have you come, I was so looking forward to seeing you again.” Darius says as he pulls Ekaterini into a passionate kiss, then he pulls his teenage daughter into a tight hug and then plants a kiss on her head. “How was the trip to get here?”

“Everything went well, only our little Alexandra decided to take a nap during the whole trip.” Ekaterini says with a smile and Darius gives his daughter a mischievous look.

“Is that true, Alexandra?” When Alexia was a child, she couldn't tell if her father was serious or goofy when he called her by her full name. The truth is that her name is a tribute to an uncle of Darius who had died when her father was still a child and they used to be very close. When Ekaterini found out she was pregnant, the name Alexandru or Alexander immediately echoed in their heads, but when they learned that Alexia was a girl, they both accepted that Alexandra was an ideal name for her.

'A name of a brave warrior.' That's what her parents said when she asked about her name. After the meeting between the three after almost a month without seeing each other physically, Darius guided the two to the car in which they accommodated their luggage and entered so that they could go to Grandma Bianca's house, or as Alexia calls her Bunicuţă, which means 'Granny' in Romanian.

Grandma Bianca lived in a region a little far from the city but where she could easily go by bus whenever she wanted and to anywhere. During the journey, Darius and Ekaterini exchanged flirtations and updated each other on banal everyday things. Alexia found it impressive that, even after 17 years of marriage and plus three years of dating, their love seemed to never change and that they had no eyes for anyone other than each other.

Alexia remembered very well how they had told her how they had met. In short, Ekaterini did an exchange in Romania for a whole year and there she met Darius when she was working at the university where he studied in Bucharest. It was as if the golden arrow of Eros had hit each other when they only stared at each other for a few seconds, Ekaterini swore that before her Darius was more beautiful than Adonis himself, white skin, a defined face with high cheekbones, straight black hair and the clearest eyes she's ever seen in her entire life. As for Darius, he saw himself before the beauty of Ekaterini, a woman with tanned skin, long dark brown hair that surpassed her hips and mesmerizing black eyes which changed the life of the Romanian man forever.

It didn't take long for them to get to know each other better and start dating. Even though Ekaterini was Greek and she had to go back to Greece, he swore that even from a distance he would still love her and that he would never leave her for another woman. After a couple more years of just texting, a few visits and never thinking about other people, Darius decided that as soon as he graduated, he was going to move to Greece so they could be together. Said and done, as soon as he graduated he went to Greece and after a while they got married. And of course, they had Alexia after a while.

Ekaterini and Darius firmly believed that it was fate and that they were soulmates, as much as Alexia didn't really believe it, she couldn't disagree that her parents' love story was romantic and worthy of a Hollywood movie. But as soon as she stopped thinking about it, something came to mind, it was a feeling that something was following her. Alexia looked out the window but saw nothing and suddenly the conversation she had with the owl in her dream came to haunt her.

Apparently the woman Alexia talked to on both occasions in the park and at the airport was none other than the Goddess Athena herself. Of course it wouldn't make any sense, but Alexia was able to read people's auras and that woman wasn't human at all, so the theory that this woman is a goddess is not her madness or delusion.

'You shouldn't think so badly of me.' A familiar voice echoed in her head, Alexia almost jumped out of her seat in fright and looked around, there was only her and her parents in the car and the two were distracted talking to each other. Immediately Alexia responds in her head without vocalizing.

'What do you want from me, Lady Athena?'

'You, what more would I want?' The goddess answered Alexia's question wryly, as if what she wanted was the obvious one that the girl shouldn't be asking about.

'Why? Why me?' Alexia questions, but just as Athena was about to respond, Darius immediately calls out to her and takes the focus away from Alexia.

“Honey, what's on your mind? You are very quiet.” Darius asks his daughter with a worried tone. The girl immediately becomes embarrassed and begins to think about how to answer her father.

“Well, I'm kind of anxious because I'm going to start school in the middle of the semester and most likely I'll be the only foreigner in the classroom…” Of course, that was just a lame excuse for her not to make her parents suspicious. Apparently, Darius has fallen for his lie and through the rear view mirror he gives his daughter an encouraging smile.

“Don't worry dear, I'm sure you won't have a problem with that. I always suspected you were more Romanian than Greek after all.” That last sentence was to provoke her mother, who gave her husband a light elbow. 

And finally they had arrived at Grandma Bianca's house. Darius stops the car in front of the gate and gets out of the car to open it, as soon as the gate is opened the Romanian man returns to his car and he parks the car in the garage. The entire family gets out of the car and as Darius goes back to close the gate, the two women get their luggage out of the car. In a matter of minutes, Bianca appears at the front door with a huge smile showing all her teeth, it had been almost 3 years since they had seen each other due to the pandemic and Bianca was now finally able to receive her daughter-in-law and granddaughter with all the affection and love as she always did when they came to her house.

“Bunicuţă!” Alexia exclaimed when she saw the lady, Bianca immediately wrapped her youngest granddaughter in a tight and happy hug, finally being able to hug her after so long without seeing each other.

“Oh Alexandra, now I wonder who you look like. Darius or dear Ekaterini?” Grandmother Bianca says and immediately Darius and Ekaterini discuss amicably who Alexia resembled the most, although Bianca always saw Alexia similar to her brother, Alexandru, in terms of personality and sometimes when she looked at her when she was little there was no doubts that Alexia was very similar to Bianca's deceased brother.

After the emotional meeting, the family gathers at the dinner table to have lunch and then clean things up. Grandma Bianca made the best food in Alexia's opinion and for this lunch she made cabbage rolls with polenta, something Alexia had loved since she was a child and Ekaterini couldn't stop loving it either.

After lunch, Alexia pulled her own suitcase and backpack to pack her things in her room. The room in question was one in which there were two bunk beds, because in total there are 4 grandchildren, including Alexandra who is the youngest of them.

Once Alexia managed to arrange her clothes in the dresser and adjust her personal belongings, she finally rested and lay down on the bottom bunk of one of the bunks. Alexia faced the orthodox cross that was above the entrance door of the room and even though she was not religious, she started to say a prayer but was stopped by Athena who said:  

'It won't save you, nothing will keep me from you, Alexandra. You will be mine.' Alexia immediately froze and fear gripped her body.

"Leave me alone." The girl pleaded in a frightened tone, but she heard the goddess chuckle softly inside her mind.

'No, honey. I don't think I will.' The goddess of wisdom replied and that only added to Alexia feeling panic rising and her heart pounding painfully inside her ribcage.

“I won't let you get me, I won't.” Alexia said trying to gain courage and confidence, but instead she felt fear and more fear.

‘My dear... What makes you think you can stop me? Regardless of your wisdom, you are human and don't stand a chance against a goddess. Just make it easy for yourself and give yourself to me.'

Athena's voice irritated her, especially after hearing such nonsense. Immediately, Alexia gritted her teeth and whispered angrily.

"Go to hell!"

'I'll fix your language.' Athena says in a typical mother's lecture, but Alexia was not satisfied.

"I'd rather go to Tartarus than stay with you." She had no idea how she gained such sudden courage, but she knew it would have consequences, however she earned a snarky laugh from the Goddess of Wisdom.

'Don't let Hades hear you say that, Little Owlet.'

"Why me?"

'You'll find out in a week. Enjoy your time with your mortal family while you still have it.' That sentence was enough to shatter Alexia's confidence and make her blood run cold in an instant.

"I hate you." She said without thinking, it took a few seconds for Athena to respond but instead of being angry, she sounded calm and even confident.

'We’ll see about that, Alexandra.'

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Hope can you tell us your 10 favourite documentaries or more than 10, I don’t mind hakshsj

hey babe!! i don’t know about 10 or more than 10 haha but off the top of my head these are ones i’ve really enjoyed:

The Decline of Western Civilization

A look at the late 1970s LA punk-rock scene and how its music drove its culture which was largely and blatantly ignored by the rock music press of the time. Investigating the songs of Alice Bag Band, Black Flag, Circle Jerks, Fear, and more.

Kurt Cobain: Montage of Heck

Filmmaker Brett Morgen uses material from the Cobains' personal archives in an in-depth examination of the Nirvana frontman's childhood, music career and untimely death.

Meeting People is Easy

This film takes a decidedly unromantic look at the touring life of English rock group Radiohead. The gloomy alternative band finishes recording their third album, "OK Computer," then travels to Asia, Europe and North America to promote it. Radiohead plays a series of large concerts and holds extended press conferences, all of which take a physical and mental toll on the band. Radiohead's introverted lead singer-songwriter, Thom Yorke, has a particularly difficult time dealing with stardom.

Artifact

Telling harsh truths about the modern music business, this riveting and award-winning documentary gives intimate access to singer/actor Jared Leto (i know rip but it’s really good) and his band Thirty Seconds to Mars as they fight a relentless lawsuit with record label Virgin/EMI and write songs for their album "This Is War." Opening up his life for the camera during months of excruciating pressures, Leto reveals the struggles his band must face over questions of art, money and integrity.

Backstreet Boys: Show ‘Em What You’re Made Of

A behind-the-scenes, no holds barred look at the popular boy band, Backstreet Boys, as they discuss their rise to stardom, pressures and stresses of being in a world-known boyband, and the dark side of fame.

The Bee Gees: How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?

Brothers Barry, Maurice and Robin Gibb find early fame in the 1960s and go on to write over 1,000 songs, including 20 No. 1 hits. This film follows the group's meteoric rise as they navigate the complexities of working so intimately alongside family.

I Am Trying to Break Your Heart: A Film About Wilco

This insightful documentary chronicles the tumultuous recording and release of the band Wilco's 2002 album "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot." A bold departure from the group's earlier releases, recording it nearly broke up the band, and when it was completed, their label refused to release it and eventually dumped Wilco from their roster. With the album completed, the band turned to the Internet to get attention for the record, which was eventually released to widespread success and critical acclaim.

Summer of Soul (…Or When the Revolution Could Not Be Televised)

In his acclaimed debut as a filmmaker, Ahmir “Questlove” Thompson presents a powerful and transporting documentary—part music film, part historical record created around an epic event that celebrated Black history, culture and fashion. Over the course of six weeks in the summer of 1969, just one hundred miles south of Woodstock, The Harlem Cultural Festival was filmed in Mount Morris Park (now Marcus Garvey Park). The footage was largely forgotten–until now. SUMMER OF SOUL shines a light on the importance of history to our spiritual well-being and stands as a testament to the healing power of music during times of unrest, both past and present. The feature includes concert performances by Stevie Wonder, Nina Simone, Sly & the Family Stone, Gladys Knight & the Pips, Mahalia Jackson, B.B. King, The 5th Dimension and more

Amy

Archival footage and personal testimonials present an intimate portrait of the life and career of British singer/songwriter Amy Winehouse.

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About 30 Music Tracks That Get Me Thinking About RWBY Volume 10 (Vacuo Arc)

I posted something like this earlier this year for RWBY Volume 9. This time around, it is just a collection of Music that truly gets me thinking about Volume 10 and what it might have in store. Just like before, how the music is listed doesn't matter, this is mainly for fun, and I hope you enjoy this collection cause I made it a point to select only 1 track for each Music Artist and Show/Movie/Video Game I picked from this time around.

Mr. Scruff - Sweetsmoke

Amon Tobin - Easy Muffin

(Album is Bricolage, but due to some BS Easy Muffin has been scrubbed from all Official Outlets/Releases some time after the Mathew McConaughey Lincoln Commercials were put out)

Yoko Shimomura - Dearly Beloved (KINGDOM HEARTS II Version)

DJ Food - Dark Lady

Bonobo - We Could Forever

Jackson and His Computer Band - Billy

Bayside - Montauk

Dolor - 'Misteria' (Official Audio)

Two Fingers - Jewels and Gems TWO FINGERS - Jewels and Gems (Ft. Sway) Jewels and Gems (Instrumental)

Mapaputsi - Kufa

Hint - The Look Up

Sum 41 - The Hell Song

The Rainstick Orchestra - Electric Counterpoint Fast

Pest - Moody Hoe

Satoru Kosaki - Rainy Devil

Neotropic - Laundry (Pt. 3)

Animals on Wheels - Egg Shell

Pretty Lights - Hot Like Dimes

Near Future - Mass Migration

Takeharu Ishimoto - The Beginning of a Happy Life

Dauwd - Kolido

Marty Grimes, BJRNCK - Showdown | Cannon Busters (Netflix Original Series Soundtrack)

Yoshida Brothers - Kodo (Inside The Sun Remix)

milet - Prover

Ulrich Schnauss - A Letter from Home (2019 remaster)

Plaid - Marry

London Funk Allstars - There's Only One F In Funk

Tycho - Awake

Takeharu Ishimoto - OWARI-HAJIMARI

Pelican City(?)/Joe Boyd Vigil(?) - Announcer/Mosquito/East Toonami Black Hole Megamix - Announcer | Track 04 | Absolution Music Toonami | Pelican City - Mosquito (Mind's Edit) ⁂ East [HQ Quality] ⁂

Blockhead - You've got Maelstrom

TNGHT - ACRYLICS (OFFICIAL)

Giraffage - 'Slowly (feat. Matosic)'

LOSTPROPHETS - Rooftops (A Liberation Broadcast)